130. Leaving the palace of hatred, the flowers on the other side bloom in the realm of white bones

"Since you want it, then give it to you, but one yuan of heavy water is as heavy as a mountain, so it doesn't matter!" Mo Xian said, a talisman popped out of his fingers, sealing the one yuan heavy water, like jelly, trembling slightly, and threw it to Zuo Ling, who was calm, as if facing a great enemy, but unexpectedly, he started lightly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mo Xian glanced at them and said, "The three of you go to the North Styx Island, be careful along the way, the calamity is not over yet, I don't bring anything else, so give each of you a talisman and be careful yourself! ”

After speaking, the body sank down and melted into the seawater, and a talisman appeared in the hands of Zuo Ling and Cichan, and the two of them carefully put it away.

Don't be idle, and once again fall into stillness. And Mo Xian's incarnation is in crisis in another world, he has found the Heavenly Palace, but he has not found the entrance.

He learned from the soul of the envoy that the Heavenly Palace was in a cave heaven, and the entrance to the cave heaven was in this generation, but he didn't find anything.

He thought about it, and decided to enter it in a grand manner, standing in the air, his divine sense was sweeping wildly, and a place caught his attention, where there were fluctuations, this fluctuation was very weak, it was a trace of the cave heaven revealed in time and space, Mo Xian smiled, but he was unexpectedly hidden from the Hate Heavenly Palace, which showed that the Hate Heaven Palace was not as strong as he imagined.

He laughed loudly: "Mo Xian came to visit, why didn't he leave the Hate Heavenly Palace behind closed doors?"

His voice passed through the dense spatial fog and went straight to the Heavenly Palace.

"Mo Xian, you killed the envoy sent by the Hate Heavenly Palace, and you still dare to come here, a demon baby monk, should there really be no one from the Hate Heaven Palace?" A voice sounded, "Since you are here, then let me see the Hate Heaven Palace, and the people who see the Hate Heaven Palace are not part of the Hate Heaven Palace, there is only one end, and that is death!"

With the sound of his words, a hole appeared in the sky, and from the mouth, a path of light extended out, stopping in front of Mo Xian, and the voice sounded again: "Young demon, have you thought about it, enter the Heavenly Palace, you have to pass through the Nine Heavens, you better go back, and wait for you to come back to the gods, so as not to die." ”

Mo Xian had a strange idea, why did he come to the god of transformation, the envoy of the Heavenly Palace was only in the demon pill stage, what was the reason for it?

Mo Xian said lightly: "Why don't turn into a god, I'll go in now." As he spoke, he stepped on the path of light, the path of light was as truthful, Mo Xian did not use any magical powers, in the process of walking, adjusted his state to the best, and the virtual phase space unfolded on the spiritual level again, he did not walk fast, and he could not see that he was the slightest nervous, as if he was very casual, but in fact, everything around him appeared in his mind in advance, he completely simulated the environment, and even the air flow was displayed in his mind. A stream of air will pass through the upper right side of his body, he will blow up his clothes, his hair will also float 32 degrees with the wind, everything will happen in the next moment, and so on, making Mo Xian have an illusion, as if everything around him is happening around him, this feeling is amazing.

He walked into the cave step by step, at the gate of the cave, looking up, there was a total of nine layers of structure, he stepped in, the nine-layer structure disappeared, he fell into the first layer, as soon as he entered it, there was a dead silence in front of him, even the air was not circulated, and the feet were spread into the distance, full of white bones, a world composed of pure white bones, infinite dead air was instilled in, without a trace of movement, this was the first layer of white bone realm.

The dead qi began to infect Mo Xian, and an aura appeared outside Mo Xian's body, but the rich dead qi seemed to be endless, which was completely the other extreme, although Mo Xian was already at the peak of the Yuan Infant, how could a person fight against this overwhelming dead qi, but he had to fight, otherwise he would sink.

In the void space in his heart, various schemes were simulated, and suddenly he smiled, and he walked forward step by step, and where he landed, flowers actually bloomed, red and bright like fire, conspicuous in this dead and silent white bone place. Because this is the lowest layer in the cave sky, the opening of the Heavenly Palace, which naturally contains yin and yang, life and death are a kind of yin and yang, the structure of the cave is imitated, and it rises layer by layer, and the vitality is getting stronger and stronger, and the bottom layer, all the dead qi in the Heavenly Palace of Hatred is gathered to the lowest layer, forming a white bone realm.

And Mo Xian is best at yin and yang, life and death is also a kind of yin and yang, the death has been rich to the extreme, naturally transformed into a kind of vitality, the flowers blooming like fire under the feet are the flowers on the other side, the infinite death breath but this flower, the vine bead sawa, the flowers on the other side, with the pace of Mo Xian, more and more flowers.

There was a snort, in the realm of white bones, the ground of white bones suddenly fluctuated, Mo Xian before the fluctuations, it was a kick, it was strange to say, the whole earth was boundless, this foot stepped on, the fluctuations stopped, the flowers on the other side were like wildfires splashed with gasoline, and they broke out all of a sudden, and wherever the fluctuations went, the flowers on the other side emerged from the ground, and the white bones and the earth were red.

This snort, launched an attack, but unexpectedly self-defeating, obviously angry, in the sky, suddenly rained fire, Mo Xian sneered, thinking that fire could burn everything, to deal with the other side of the flower, he thought too simply.

A large area of flowers on the other side fell into the sea of fire, Mo Xian just watched coldly, and did not make any move, the fire was really extinguished, and more flowers on the other side appeared on the ground, more lush than just now. The Flower of the Other Shore is completely triggered by the breath of death, and it is completely the Flower of Death, and legend has it that on the banks of the River Styx, the Flower of the Other Bank blooms all over the place.

The other party obviously didn't expect this scene, and fell silent for a while, Mo Xian was among the flowers on the other side, the white bone realm had completely changed, blooming with the flowers on the other side, looking down from the sky, like a wildfire burning, and Mo Xian was in the middle, a green coat was very conspicuous, he closed his eyes, with the help of the flowers on the other side, he mastered the whole picture of the white bone realm, he opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and his figure disappeared suddenly.

He has broken away from the White Bone Realm and risen to the Earth Fire Realm, and this layer, the infinite flames are in the sky, he smiled, because he was in another world, he had gone deep into the ground, in the earth fire, the turbidity soared to the sky, and he realized the same as the fire, the fire can not hurt the supernatural power, this is precisely the world of fire, Mo Xian is too lazy to pinch the fire trick, his body shook, directly mixed with the fire, he completely disappeared into the fire.

In the Earth Fire Realm, there are several fire snakes, fire horses, fire birds and other kinds of flame elves, Fang is born and dies, it is just an instinctive action, Mo Xian can see that these flame elves have no intelligence, like an illusion, Mo Xian instinctively senses that the Earth Fire Realm is not perfect, if it is perfect, at least the flame elves should have spiritual wisdom.

And the eyes of the Lord of the Heavenly Palace were always fixed on Mo Xian. (To be continued.) )